Rejected
Some snippets from my ideas file (jot.txt) that have been there forever and are obviously going nowhere:
This image (real or imagined) that people are more like me on the west coast, Oregon/Washington/Northern California. Or is it that there are more people like me? What is the distinction?
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She wasn’t bored, just boring, though she often confused the two.
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The worst UI design decision since they made you have to press Record over again every 1.5 seconds in Sound Recorder.
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A guy at dinner, introduced to me by a mutual friend. First thing he says to me: “You look like me.” Me: “No, you look like me.” Parting words: “See you later, doppleganger.” (I like this kid.)
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Looking back, it’s shocking how many things were wrong with the situation
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The hat on the pole. Who put it there, and who took it away?
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conduit825: how do you know they’re your favorite songs?
Aaorn2286: because I don’t get sick of them
Aaorn2286: after that one day where it’s stuck in my head and I play it a hundred times, i still like it
Aaorn2286: other songs can’t survive that kind of abuse
And then toward the bottom, all by itself:
How does that happen?
I forget what I was thinking when I wrote that one. (We may never know how it happens.)